My lungs wanted to burst. The pressure. It was too much. I need to reach the surface, but something held me down. I couldn't get above water. I struggled, mouth gasping for air.
I couldn't catch a breath. There was only water all around. Water inside my body.
I -
"Calm down," a soothing voice commanded.
Calm? He wasn't the one drowning.
"Breathe."
Couldn't he see I was trying?
"It was just a nightmare."
Duh. That still didn't dispel the very real feeling of water in my lungs. I would die in bed, a victim of a vivid hallucination.
Lips pressed against mine and blew. Startling.
Warm air rushed into my lungs, dissipating the phantom liquid, expanding my chest.
The mouth pulled away, and I expelled a breath before they pressed against mine again, this time, bringing a tingle.
A familiar tingle.
I opened my eyes and stared in shock at the behemoth giving me mouth to mouth.